My royal husband has a little field

Chapter 946 Handkerchiefs
"Ma'am, do you want to buy a handkerchief? Take a look at the handkerchief. My handkerchiefs are all embroidered by myself..."

Passing by a humble stall, no, hardly a stall.

The stall owner didn't even have a stand, only a small basket beside him, covered with a layer of red cloth.

Chi Ziyu stopped when he heard the sound, and turned to look at the stall owner.

She was a middle-aged woman with rough skin and a dull complexion, looking like she had been through many vicissitudes.

Seeing Chi Ziyu looking at her, she squeezed out a smile, hurriedly removed the red cloth in the basket, and said, "Ma'am, look, these are the handkerchiefs I made.

You can buy one, it's very cheap, five cents a piece. "

Unlike the slick flattery of other vendors, this stall owner was completely sincere, begging Chi Ziyu to take a look with a begging attitude.

"Let me take a look first." Chi Ziyu said.

A handkerchief worth five cents is really cheap, and the normal market price is more than ten cents.

Chi Ziyu looked at it curiously, thinking that the stall owner's handkerchief was not good at workmanship, but after looking at it, he found that it was not the case.

The stall owner's handkerchiefs are exquisitely embroidered, with lifelike patterns and fine stitches.

The stall owner brought half a basket of handkerchiefs to sell, and Chi Ziyu couldn't help being surprised, "You embroidered all these by yourself?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"How long did you embroider?"

"From the last market day to now." The stall owner lowered his head slightly and replied uneasily.

Chi Ziyu looked at her in surprise, "Are you a full-time embroidery lady?"

The handkerchiefs are very well embroidered and there are a lot of them, which shows that a lot of effort has been put into them.

"No." The stall owner shook his head and said in a deep voice, "I do farm work outside during the day, and only have time to embroider at night."

Chi Ziyu's heart skipped a beat, "It takes more than ten days for these handkerchiefs to be embroidered."

The stall owner thought she was doubting him, so he quickly raised his head and explained, "It's the real lady. I embroidered this all by myself all night. You can take a look, this needle and thread are all my own."

It was only then that Chi Ziyu noticed that her cheeks were almost fleshless, covered only by a thin layer of skin, her cheekbones were raised, her eyes were dark blue and sunken, and her lips were thin and bloodless.

She is a very thin woman with old clothes and a lonely figure.

Chi Ziyu guessed that her family's conditions were very bad.

"Then I'll pick two." Chi Ziyu said.

The stall owner looked happy, probably because no one came to do business with her for too long.

She said emotionally, "Thank you, ma'am..."

Before the words finished, there was an irritable voice, "Damn old woman, I told you to sell a handkerchief all morning and you haven't sold it all. Where's the money! Quickly give me the money!"

Chi Ziyu hadn't had time to see who it was.

The owner of that voice had already picked up the stall owner, fumbled in her sleeves for a while, and finally found the purse he wanted.

"Damn it! It's just this little money!" The young man weighed the weight of his purse and couldn't help but cursed out of anger.

The stall owner didn't dare to resist when he saw the man snatching his purse, so he just said, "Business is not good today..."

"Go away! Useless things!"

The man was so angry that he almost kicked the old woman in front of him to death in order to calm his anger.

However, when the man noticed Chi Ziyu on the side, he said happily, "Hey, handkerchief buyer, I'll sell you all the handkerchiefs in this basket, give me two taels of silver."

(End of this chapter)